Random Coincidences/Signs

    More coincidences are listed in other blog entries, especially with the dreams, so I’ll not include them here. These are all older blog entries, mainly from email excerpts:         Communicating From Beyond is Hard Work!        - I joked to my friend, after a reading she did, that Patrick is probably resting now. Right after she read that in her email, she heard on the TV - "I am worn out!"          
10-21-11    I just took a little quiz this morning titled "What Forest Animal Are You?"    Can ya guess what my result was? How about....    YOU ARE A RABBIT        You tend to be a worrier. You especially spend a lot of time worrying for others. You are both practical and courageous. You are willing to act boldly when it really matters.    You are shy and self-conscious. Even if you feel strongly, you will hold back in expressing your opinion.    You face your responsibilities with a positive attitude - and you always get things done.         Swans & Stars & Music Boxes       - My mother has said that Patrick kept showing her swans. Black and white swans. She said that in our past life we had a secret rendezvous point at a loch. She said it was a pretty spot with black and white swans, and some craggy mountain was reflected in the water there.    A few days later Patrick showed her a black and white swan again. The swans were on a lake and their necks were interlocked, forming a heart shape.    And then... Patrick showed my friend white swans, and then days later she was on some message board where they have a game called “Find the picture.” When it was her turn, she said “Find me a picture of a music box.” The picture they came back with was a picture of a music box with 2 SWANS on the top, with their necks together forming a heart. (Just like what my mother saw). I guess that was his way of validating everything.        - Someone on the internet posted a picture of Beaumaris Castle in Wales that I’ve fallen in love with. I was always looking at this one picture with swans swimming in the moat. (This was long before my mother and friend said Patrick was showing them swans, too). So maybe there’s a deeper reason why I’m so fascinated with that picture?      Am I – subconsciously – remembering the swans? Also, the color of the stones of Beaumaris castle is the same as the stone from the castle ruins in that one dream which I had. It’s also the same color stone Patrick showed Mom.    - One of two surnames I’ve been deliberating giving my character (in a story I want to write that’s loosely based on Patrick) was SWAN.        "Victory!"        - On one of my friend’s readings, Patrick yelled “Victory!” (Like a battle cry or something). We never did figure out what he meant.    - The next day I was lying out in the sun, reading a novel followed by my tarot book which I was just starting to familiarize myself with. I took a break, and after a while the top card to my tarot deck blew into the yard. I decided to go ahead and look up it’s meaning. It mentioned that the 6 of Wands was the VICTORY card.    How’s that for a coincidence?! Out of 78 cards in that deck, the top one “just happened” to blow out into the yard and it “just happened” to be the VICTORY card.    - My friend later discovered that one of her neighbors rides a motorcycle, and the back of his jacket has in big letters, the word "VICTORY.”        If Ever I Would Leave You        - Last night, after watching some of The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, I said – more to myself than him – the same thing I wrote in that silly poem back in High School. (The one which I wrote NOT having Patrick in mind at all, even though there was a 'ghost' involved. Looking back, I think it was about him, only subconsciously). Anyway, I said that IF he really is for me he’d better not ever leave me. (Like the Captain did to Lucy in the movie).    Well, today I read on a forum that some Scottish musician was supposed to be on Austin City Limits tonight. I kept switching to PBS, hoping to see him on there. During one of these switching channel sessions, they were airing an infomercial for oldies music cd’s. They showed a video of Robert Goulet singing “If Ever I Would Leave You,” from Camelot.    I just came across this coincidence as well:   December 5th (2006?)    - When at the computer tonight, my brother and SIL were watching The Simpsons on tv when one of the characters started singing “If Ever I Would Leave You” from Camelot.    My brother and Laura both immediately looked over at me b/c I’ve been playing that song a lot lately. (Though they have no idea just HOW MUCH. Lol!) They just know that I love it, and taped it a couple weeks ago - on the digital recorder of all things - so that my brother could transfer it to a sound file for me to put on a music cd.  (The version I want, with Richard Muenz as Lancelot, can't be found anywhere so that was the only way I could acquire it).     At The Bookstore  (12-12-07)        After a few days deliberation, I finally broke down today to buy “Tapestry.” (It’s a book of short stories by several authors; one of which is “Into The Dreaming” by KMM which I LOVE and have already read. There are a lot of Patrick similarities in that story). When I didn’t originally find it, I decided to just buy this other book. So far I’ve only read 2 Katie MacAlister books and only one of them did I fall in love with. I decided to give this one a chance just b/c I couldn’t find “Tapestry.”    Well, at the front desk I asked them to please look up “Tapestry” for me. The lady kind of laughed b/c a co-worker HAD JUST told her about the audiobook for Tapestry. (I had heard them talking about an audiobook earlier, but wasn’t paying much attention as I was looking for the same book). The lady was told about the audiobook they had of it, and replied that she’d never heard of it. Then I show up at the counter asking about it. Lol!    - I thought it kind of strange that the cover of the Katie MacAlister book (which I also broke down and bought) is similar to that recurring dream I had of Patrick years and years ago. The “Space dream” I call it. In that dream Patrick is posed almost exactly like the guy on the cover of this book. (Both look like He-Man.  Lol!)  He was staring straight ahead - and very seriously - holding a sword high above his head with both hands.      Photoshop Brushes        - While looking for PhotoShop Brushes online I came across the picture above.    I brushed it off originally, but Mom has convinced me to give it a chance.      February 26, 2008        - Last night I was uploading new PS I Love You siggies to PhotoShop. Waiting for them to upload, my eye fell on the "To Becky" PhotoShop Brushes pic above.    I wasn't thinking about Patrick or anything, but I swear I heard a man's voice off to my right say "Believe."    It was very faint, but I heard something. At least it rhymed with "Believe."       Becky      I asked my sister if she received any feelings as to the name of an agent I might have in the future, or an assistant who will have a hand in getting my manuscript noticed by an agent. Her reply was "Rachel," but before that my little niece chimed in with "Becky." Lol!    And my niece knows absolutely nothing about the whole Patrick/Becky ordeal in the slightest. She's only eleven-years-old and so far doesn't believe in this stuff. I thought her answer very interesting and pretty funny. A nice surprise for sure!    Update 7-3-08: Yesterday I received an email from an agency. I emailed a different agent there, but the junior agent is the one that replied, asking to see my full ms. I just wonder if this "Becky" my niece mentioned is this "Becca" person? Also, my sister mentioned "Rachel," and it turns out there are 2 Rachel's there. For about a year I've had the feeling something agent-related would happen around the 4th of July; two dreams I had. I guess this was it.    It doesn't mean they'll say yes, but it's another request at least.        It‘s a virtue, they say? (11-12-08)       I had a really bad night last night. I was very upset over a rejection, feeling like I'll never find a literary agent that wants to represent me. I'm been at this a long time now, and have run out of agencies to query. I'm seriously beginning to feel like Patrick - no one for that matter - isn't helping me. I feel all alone and abandoned here.    All anger and feeling sorry for myself aside… all day I've researched agents, but at one point decided to click on someone's blog. After that, I clicked on another blog in their side bar. That's when I saw a picture that struck a chord. I don't know if it's a sign, but after that possible "Hang in There" sign from a while back, I'm giving it a chance.    The picture I’ll post below, but first the backstory:     There's a meditation that I try sometimes before going to sleep. (It's setting is on a stretch of beach. You imagine your twin handing you a stick, and in the sand you write a desire/request for the Universe to send you). In this meditation I always envision Patrick helping me find the right agent for our book. Perhaps he's asking me - again - to be patient? If so, does he have ANY idea how difficult that is for me?            Impressing Once Again       Friends email -    This is funny.  I have to tell you this. Last night I was lying on my bed waiting for my son to get himself in bed so I could go in and say good-night to him and my eyes drifted over to one of the music boxes that I have in my room. I was looking at it and then all of a sudden out of the blue "somebody" impressed me with the strong idea to record the music box playing and to send it to you so you could hear it! LOL! I just remember thinking that it was such a logical thing to do at that very second and that I should turn it on and record it on the computer and send it to you so you could hear it. LOL! Then I realized what I was thinking and I couldn't stop laughing. I know that was Patrick trying to impress me to do that because he knows that you want him to play that music box so bad. LOL! Like I said, I was just lying there looking at it and then that idea just "popped" into my head out of nowhere and at that very instant I thought it was the best idea ever! LOL! Then when I realized what was happening I couldn't stop laughing and realized how stupid it was. LOL! So Patrick seems determined to get you to hear that music box playing! LOL! Just thought I would tell you that.        Persian Cat     I saw YOU in that castle all by yourself remember? You were waiting for HIM to return. That was when I saw you with the white fluffy persian cat at your feet. You looked very sad and lonely. I think that he had that place built for you, kind of like how a king would secretly build a home for his mistress (not saying you were a "mistress" to him though- just using that as an example). I don't think HE actually built it himself but I'm sure he made sure that it was built for you exactly the way you would like it. And I do think you were together for a while but then he was either called to duty or something else happened that took him away from you. Remember when Patrick was here last week-end and I mentioned that he was "called to duty" and you were left waiting for him to return and either he never did return or it was years later? That place that I described I feel was your home that he built for you (well, he had someone build for you - I doubt that he was a "builder". lol). And it WAS secluded and remember how I said that I got the distinct impression that the 2 of you had to keep your relationship a secret? Well maybe that was where the 2 of you would meet in secret. Makes sense- the place was secluded so no one would be around to see the 2 of you together. HOLY CRAP! Wait a minute! Something just popped into my head!!! Remember you said you had that dream of the 2 of you where you were in a cabin or something and then Patrick burst through the door and you felt like you had the feeling like you were anticipating him coming in? I just realized that could've been a memory from a past life or Patrick showing you what happened in your past life when he finally returned!! And I remember you saying that you were both thinking "to hell with what everyone else thinks- we will be together if we want to be". That all makes perfect sense to me now! I hope I explained that all right- I was typing so fast I could barely keep up! LOL!   Note: In one of my books the heroine of the story has a PERSIAN cat. I think that's kind of a strange coincidence.       Numbers 1 and 2 on the Clock        All year I’ve been seeing 1’s and 2’s on the clock. I see them CONSTANTLY!!!!! I’ve been told that those are soulmate numbers. That they mean you “are one with your soulmate.” I’m guessing that if Patrick and I are soulmates/twin flames, then that conjecture might be correct as I haven’t been noticing those numbers until all this communicating started happening so much over this past year.    - After typing a post about Patrick on a site I frequent, I hit the ‘reply’ button. After I did that, the telephone started dialing the numbers 222222222 straight out of the blue. This happened years ago, and ever since then I’ve been seeing those 1’s and 2’s. I’m now wondering if the phone dialing all those 2’s was Patrick’s doing as well? I'm not completely sold on that, but I guess ya never know.    Just read this about that pattern:    222 – “Your newly planted ideas are beginning to grow into reality. Keep watering and nurturing them, and soon they will push through the soil so you can see the evidence of your manifestation. In other words, don't quit five minutes before the miracle. Your manifestation is soon going to be evident to you, so keep up the good work! Keep holding positive thoughts, keep affirming, and continue visualizing.”       Another email excerpt from me, although I think it's grasping at straws:       – Oh My Goodness. You’re going to think I’m making this up, but I’m not. After I read that I looked at the computer clock and it read 1:20. And in the car today, when I brought up Patrick for the first time, I looked at the clock and it said 12:20. And last night I was ‘setting the rules’ so-to-speak about Patrick not showing himself to me at night and about how he needs to find some signal that I’ll recognize that’s he’s around. After I did that, I thought , “Look at the clock.” I did and the time was 2:02. That’s the EXACT same time it was when I looked at the clock when my cat freaked out the night before. So that’s another coincidence.    I guess that’s his way of saying it was him that spooked my cat?     And another thing popped up.  After Mom and I pulled into a parking lot today the dj on the radio said the next song request was “from a caller from Scotland.” Lol!    Oops… ANOTHER coincidence I think.  I had just read your email about that spirit that won’t leave you alone when I went downstairs to the kitchen. When I did that, Dad turned on the tv in there. John Edward was receiving messages for a “Patrick.”   And last night my gaze fell on the tv screen. The first thing I saw was the name “Patrick” in the list of credits.     Email from me:     - All right, this is a little weird and something I ignored until this morning. I haven't been feeling Patrick's presence much lately, so one night before going to bed I asked - out loud - if he was still around.    My answer was silence of course, but the next morning I took a look at the Live Disney World Webcam. (It isn't really 'live,' but is meant to look like it is. It even has audio on it). So I was watching it when on the clip that was playing one of the men is calling for someone. He says... "Are you there? Patrick?"    Those were my words verbatim the previous nights! Also, the time I heard this clip was 11:21 am.      Fast forward to today and I hear the same clip again, only this time it's 10:21 am. So there are those soulmate numbers again, which I've been seeing a lot of lately.    Also, the man in that video clip said exactly what I'd been asking Patrick lately.      June 19, 2008      I've been sick this week. On the first night that I couldn't sleep, I tried distracting myself with reading the journals I made/wrote about my niece and nephew when they were little. There was this one entry I made which might be Patrick-related.     Back then I knew nothing about Patrick. He was even more a mystery then than he is now. Well, there was this one little entry where I mentioned the computer acting up again. I had to shut it down, then decided to check the messages on a forum I used to frequent every couple months. (It was a message board for Australian actor Stewart Finlay McLennan. He played the Scottish "Dr. Neil MacNeill" in the old Christy tv series. He's the actor that oftentimes Patrick comes to me as in disguise in my dreams. As it was, it took me YEARS to figure that one out).    Anyway, in this one entry I mentioned restarting the computer, then visiting that site. It turned out Stewart himself made another post. I read it at 1:02 AM, and his post was answering questions people had about LAVENDER. (He has a lavender farm).    And back then was when coincidences were just beginning to crop up. The funny thing is that years later I'd be seeing those 1's and 2's everywhere.... soulmate numbers I've learned.    A year or so later was also when Patrick said in that reading my aunt did - "We know why we love lavender."  So it looks like a message from him was trying to come through even back then, only I had no clue until now.    The next morning after I read that entry, I woke up late. (Fell asleep around 7:30 am and woke up after Noon). Well, not long after I woke up the timer on the stove went off. No one was home to turn it off so I went downstairs to do it.    But can you guess what time that timer was set to? 1:20.       He soooo loves attention        I was talking to Mom and Dad in the garage when our neighbors came over. Our garage was packed and after a few minutes I went inside to get another cola. The second I was back inside the house, I said out loud to myself that I just HAD to be looking like crap on the day we had visitors.    Well, the second after I said that I heard this CONSTANT noise. I thought it was coming from upstairs. It sounded like my cat batting at something continuously. It was a very insistent sound. It just kept going on and on. It sounded EXACTLY like the drawer handle to a dresser banging against the drawer. But only MY dresser has handles like that, and that dresser is inside my walk-in closet. I KNEW that wasn’t it, and I quickly realized it wasn’t the cat b/c I spotted her in the living room.    I heard that clanging for about 5 long seconds, and then it stopped. A few seconds later it started up again, just as insistent. After that I didn’t hear it again. I went back out in the garage and told my parents about it.    Well, Mom was growing tired of working on her stained glass, so we went inside. Mom was going to teach me how to burn a cd on the computer. After the cd was finished, I went to my room to get my stereo out of my armoire.    Imagine my surprise when I realized that the source of that clanging sound I kept hearing earlier was from the hanging knob of MY ARMOIRE... THE SAME ARMOIRE I GOT THOSE PICTURES OF THOSE MOVING ORBS IN FRONT OF.    I just know that was him. I know it. I know I heard something… something insistent... but it stopped when I went upstairs. (He probably didn’t want to spook me?)        - After a while, the experience above made me wonder if Patrick really was the spirit I felt in my room so thickly that one time. I mean, I was really freaked out about it because I never feel presences around me. And those orb pictures showed up the same day that I felt the presence.    It was so strong that I wasn’t even comfortable retrieving something out of my desk drawer for two seconds. I slept in the guestroom for many, many, many days!         My email excerpt:   (I think it’s a humorous thought).    When listening to the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack in the car the other day, The Phantom sang “Look at your face in the mirror, I am there INSIDE.”  Immediately, I remembered those orb pictures in front of my armoire.    Mom is always laughing at that b/c in one picture it looks like the orb is traveling straight through the keyhole. She’s always joking to me that it looks like the ghost is living INSIDE my mirror/armoire.   Like when the Phantom showed himself to Christine through her dressing room mirror.      I would never have thought of that if not for Patrick telling you that I’d like being called “Christine.”    Not to mention ever since Mom found that long-awaited-for armoire for me, it has always reminded me of something that would be in Christine’s fancy dressing room. I’ve always thought that. Lol!       Email Excerpts -        That's great. I'm glad it doesn't trump up feelings of dread or anything.    Well in the beginning it used to sometimes but that was just because Patrick was making me soooooooooo incredibly anxious. He's eased off alot now and even when he is here he doesn't make me anxious like he did before.    The ONLY time I think that I MIGHT have felt him around was after I captured those moving orbs in my pictures near my armoire. Only, not once did I think that it could have been Patrick. Lol! Don't know why.      All I know is that every single time I stepped so little as a toenail inside my bedroom, I felt like someone was watching me. It was a very prominent, thick presence. So much so that when I had to retrieve something from my desk in my room, I searched it for it as fast as I could before lighting on out of there – even during the day.   OMG! You are too funny! I'm sure that was him. "Prominent" and "thick" are definitely words I would use to describe Patrick's energy. I couldn't have said it any better!    That he was Scottish as well. (I had a dream once that I think was telling me me that he was Scottish).    Um, yeah, I think that is a given.         How Many?  
   - Okay, this is HILARIOUS and creepy so be prepared. Patrick told Mom he had 6 toes on one foot! (Now THAT did NOT come from my mother).    He said it was “a matter of great concern” and that they didn’t know if it was "a good or bad omen." (Which makes sense for the times. People were extremely superstitious back then. I mean, if a baby had a strange birthmark, they’d say it was from the devil).    Anyway, Patrick then laughed and said that they decided to keep it. Lol!    Mom also said his extra toe creeped me out. And umm... I think it still does.     Continue reading:        This coincidence just about takes the cake. It even had Mom laughing. This is what I read today in Janet Chapman’s “Tempting the Highlander.” In this part of the story, a lady and her children (in modern times) find a man dressed in plaid and carrying a sword, unconscious and bleeding in the woods:    ~*~*~*~*~*~*~        “This guy is dressed like an ancient warrior. Maybe there’s a Scottish festival going on.”   “Here’s the towel, Mommy. What’s the socks for?” Catherine took the towel from Nora, placed it under the plaid, and slid his belt down to hold it over the wound.    “He’s in shock, sweetie, and his body temperature is dropping. Here,” she said, handing one pair of socks to Nathan. “Put these on his feet.” She carefully pried the sword from the man’s left hand, slipped one of the socks over his fist, then slipped the other one over his right hand.    “He’s got six toes!” Nathan blurted, stepping back. “On both feet!”    Catherine snapped her gaze to the man’s feet. His toes did look rather crowded. She looked up and gave Nathan a reassuring smile. “I’ve heard of people having six toes.”    “Is he a monster?” Nora whispered, hugging the pine tree again. “He’s awful hairy, and he’s real big and scary-looking.”     ~*~*~*~*~*~*~    - I guess reading the above passage in my book was confirmation about Mom's reading. I was so not expecting that. What are the odds of reading about a Highlander with SIX TOES?!    - And also, the little girl mentioned that he was big and scary-looking. That was how Patrick looked to my friend the first time she contacted him. She said that he had a gentle spirit, but that his outward appearance was the exact opposite; very fierce.    - Oh dear. Once upon a time poor Patrick really did have six toes. Well, if it makes him feel better I’m always making fun of my own feet. I’ve always hated my feet b/c sometimes it looks to me like there’s a gap in one of them separating my big toe from the others that I’ve always joked was wide enough to fit a little toe inside! Lol!   Wow.  Typing that feels weird.  I thought it was a funny thought, but now.... that's just strange because it's sort of a physical similarity between us.     Okay, that freaks me out so I'm gonna move on now.   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~        - Just thought of something. Years and years ago I told my mom how I missed having a cat. I think it was the very next day - (I know for sure it was within that week, but I'm about 95% positive it was the next day) - a cat was stuck up in our tree, injured. She was pregnant and refused to leave our tree, and so we kept her.  (Well, I guess she really adopted us.  That's how cats operate, ya know).  We named her "Tiger Lily."   But get this – Tiger Lily had SIX TOES!!!   (They call them 'Hemingway Claws' because the famous author, Ernest Hemingway, had a lot of cats with extra toes).   And not only that, but Tiger Lily gave birth to my other cat – “Wendy Moira Angela Darling.” (I cannot begin to describe the bond I had with that cat. Lol!  I was obsessed with her, and I'm the only person she ever had anything to do with.  She was an odd cat, but I loved her to pieces).  And when we first invited Tiger Lily into our home, I have to say.... she kind of scared me.  Lol!  I thought she was a pretty wild/tough thing.  I didn't fully trust her.  (Which I guess is sort of Patrick-esque.  In my dreams either I'm madly in love with him or petrified out of my mind).   It’s just that the story above makes me wonder if Patrick led 6-toed Tiger Lily (later my “Wendy”) to me b/c I had said I missed having a cat like I used to have as a child. (FYI: Tiger Lily lived to be at least 20 years old.  We're pretty sure she was about a year and a half old when we got her).   Maybe he DOES listen to me. I said out loud that I missed I having a cat and… POOF!… there’s a cat in our tree. I also said out loud one morning that I wondered what Patrick’s horse’s name was and…. POOF!… His name is ‘Hooker’ and he’s a dapple mare.       The Ancient Celts        I've always been told that Patrick was a big guy, and in at least 2 of my dreams I would have to agree. Very muscular. (Which surprises me concerning the time period). Well, it looks like the Celts were pretty well-known for that. (Also their love for fighting. Remember how TERRIFIED I was in that tent dream?)    Also, I have always said that Patrick’s hair wasn’t really blonde, but YELLOW and look at what Mom found on the internet about The Ancient Celts. His hair looked YELLOW b/c not only was he a natural blond, but he probably chemically treated it; probably with something like horse urine b/c it has ammonia in it – BLECH!    Here’s what Mom read:     - The ancient writers dwelt upon the terrifying effect an army of Celts had on their opponents; their great stature, their wild cries, their gesticulations and prancings, the clashing of arms and blowing of trumpets - all combined to terrify and confuse the enemy. As long as these demonstrations of enthusiasm and bravado struck terror into the foe, the Celts would drive all before them. 'For they were always most formidable while they were fresh.' The whole race is war-mad, says Strabo, high-spirited and quick to fight, but otherwise straightforward and not at all of evil character. (And remember how in my tent dream I was convinced he was EVIL, even though in real life I know he isn't that way AT ALL).    - To the Romans the Celts presented a terrifying sight because of their tall stature and their strange appearance. They were in many respects different from Mediterranean peoples. The Celts were by far the tallest race in the world, noticeable also for their white skin and fair hair. Although the Romans had heard about the barbarian Celts, they first encountered them as warriors, and it was in battle that their enormous size and strange appearance first struck them. The Celtic chiefs who advanced to challenge their opposing Roman leader to single combat were men of great physique, 'of stature greater than human'; the story of the fight between Britomartus and Marcellus can be compared to that between Goliath and David. The triumphal procession awarded to Marcellus was said to be most remarkable for the riches of the spoils and the gigantic size of the prisoners. Diodorus Siculus describes the Celts at some length: 'the Gauls are tall of body, with skin moist and white; their hair is blond not only by nature but also because they practise to increase artificially the peculiar nature of their colouring.    - An outstanding characteristic of the Celtic people was their love of decoration and ornament. 'They collect a great quantity of gold and use it for decoration, not only the women but also the men. For they wear bracelets on the wrists and arms, necklaces of solid gold, rings of great worth and even gold corslets' (body armour for the upper part of the torso).    - When the joints of meat were served, the chief or hero took the thigh piece. But if someone else claimed it, they joined in single combat to the death. Frequently they used some chance circumstance to start an argument and then a fight during dinner. They indulged in sham fights and practice feints and they would end up either wounding or even killing their opponent. This love of quarreling and fighting even at a table was made all the easier, says Polybius, because they usually ate too much and drank too much.    - Overall we may safely say that the general impression from all sources of evidence designates the Celtic aristocratic society as being tall, physically powerful men and women with fair or reddish hair, grey-blue eyes, light skins, oval faces, and fresh complexions.    - The Celts were a very clean people, using soap long before the Romans did.    - Children took their mother's name and daughters inherited her possessions. Virginity was not highly valued; twice the dowry was given for a woman previously married or with children. Abortion and choice or change of mate was a woman's right.    Mom also read that they were greatly into nature. (Like you said about Patrick planting those roses for me. I also find it odd that I put something similar in one of my books; planting the roses).         Automatic Writing/Easter       Email to Nat on Easter:   - Alrighty… You did say that Patrick kept telling you (the last couple times he spoke to you) something about Easter that was important.    Well, Mom was going to try her automatic writing tonight. I told her to practice first by contacting her Papa. She started to write "Papa" on the page, but all she got was writing a “P” at the top of the page.    She expected her grandfather to come, but Patrick came instead.         The Notebook   The following are email excerpts about a reading on Patrick, where he mentioned to Mom having a place built for me. We were just brainstorming ideas back and forth, so take what is written with a grain of salt. They're just theories:      My friends email -    I am pretty sure he meant it was a gift to you in your past life. Meaning, in that life, he built all that for you. Does that make sense?    My reply -    Mom said that makes sense. I believe it. I just can’t understand how he could have pulled it off if he and I were never together, especially if he was married to someone else. Or… he could have built it for me at a time when he was alone again. Sort of like that movie “The Notebook.” He built that house for her, hoping that just his action of building the place would help her to find him again.    Note: The next morning, guess what was on tv. That’s right, “The Notebook.” And it was on the exact scene of the movie where Ally comes to him after the house is built. And in this movie it mentioned how she waited for him for 7 years. (Yet another coincidence with a reading done on him).  I'm not even a huge fan of that movie, but I think these coincidences are odd.   Also, weeks later it dawned on me that he could have said he built that place for himself, and it would have been normal for someone of his station to have staff there all the time. Maybe he appointed me chatelaine there.       A Cameo & "Erik"        Friend's email excerpt -    I was just outside on the deck having a smoke thinking that I was going to email you when I came back in and I closed my eyes for a couple seconds and I all of a sudden saw a piece of jewelry or a brooch with a Cameo on it. I'm not sure if that is a message for you or not but I thought I'd tell you anyhow. Does that mean anything to you?    My reply -    I love cameos and have quite a few, but never really wear them anymore. But… the day my brother got married I wore my cameo ring again. Maybe that was Patrick’s way of letting me know that he was there at the wedding, too?    Her reply -    It wasn't a ring, I don't think. It looked more like a large brooch with fancy gold trim around the edges of it. BUT- that may not be literal. It could just represent that you love cameos, not that you have that exact one.    My reply -    That’s what I think. Also, until recently, my desktop wallpaper was this POTO picture with a cameo. So not only do I have cameo jewelry, but until last week the above picture was on my desktop. I was even telling Mom just the other day about how so many times at school, the kids always said that they had never heard of or even seen cameos before then. Lol!    Her reply -    Ok, OMG! That Cameo is IDENTICAL to the Cameo I saw yesterday!!!!!! The orange on the inside, the gold around the edges and the white cameo- THAT IS IT!!!!! The only small difference is that the one I saw , the gold around it looked a tiny bit different but like I said, I only saw it for a split second and I got distracted. I definitely remember the orange on it! And I remember that it was lying on something too like in that picture! Maybe Patrick is telling you that he noticed? Or maybe he wants you to put it back! LOL! That is too cool! I almost dropped to the floor when I saw that picture. I'm so glad you sent it to me- that is definitely what I saw! Oh also, this is odd but as I was just looking at that picture, I noticed it said "Erik and Christine". I totally forgot that his name was Erik but I have been seeing that name EVERYWHERE for the past week or so and I have been wondering if it is a message for me but now that I remember that the phantom's name is Erik I think it is a message for you. I mean I have been seeing that name so often lately that it was starting to drive me nuts. lol. I think I know why now!        Roosters?!        Friend’s email to me -    By the way, when I was looking for something to get your mom to include in the package, I came across these plates that you hang on the wall and they had roosters on them. (I wasn't thinking of getting them for your mom- I just happened to see them) and they caught my attention because I was also looking for something to put on a bare spot in my kitchen and so I decided that I absolutely loved those plates so I bought 2 of them.       Well when I got home I realized that I hate roosters. lol. So now I have 2 plates hanging on the wall with roosters on them. Anyhow, the point of this is that I later thought that maybe your mom likes roosters and that's why I felt compelled to buy them? I don't know but something did because I never would've bought those on my own. I can't stand roosters but I freaking bought not one but TWO of the stupid things and now they are on my kitchen wall. lol. Oh and when I was shopping for things to put in your package, I did feel like there was a presence with me helping me pick things out, so maybe it was Patrick.    My reply -    Oh my God. Mom and I are ALWAYS making a joke about roosters in kitchens. My brother HATES them and he is always telling us that we have too many roosters in our kitchen. (We only have one fancy glass ‘window’ picture with a rooster, a little canister and a fancy iron pot rack with roosters… and to my brother that’s extreme. Lol!) So whenever Mom and I are at the store and we see statues of roosters, etc. we always say we’re going to buy it just to tick my brother off. I think that’s so funny.     Maybe Patrick impressed you with that. You did say he’s really good at impressing things upon people. Sort of like mind control. (Reminds me of the Phantom. Lol!)        The Princess Bride   January 31, 2007    I copied and pasted passages from The Princess Bride novel on my MySpace page yesterday, and what were my results on a quiz today but --      YOUR LOVE QUOTE    "Death cannot stop true love.  All it can do is delay it for a while."    Of course, I'm about 90% sure it was just a coincidence. I DO believe that not all coincidences are messages.    Note: A couple days later guess what movie aired twice in a row on tv.         Remembrance        Another friend and I were discussing past lives (not in depth), and the next day she started reading another book of hers b/c the audio book she wanted to listen to on her way to work she didn’t have. So she picked up “Remembrance” by Jude Devereaux. She asked if I’d ever read it and said she thought it a little strange that it was about a past life.    It just so turns out that I bought the book a long time ago but hadn’t read it yet. I read the blurb on the back and laughed. It said the heroine is a writer who can't stop thinking about a hero she created for one of her books, and it turns out her "made up" hero is someone who really exists. He's her soulmate from a past life.    And well... my latest book I'm writing right now is inspired and loosely based on Patrick. Also, the heroine in my book thinks she made up the man that's been in her dreams since her childhood. So that echoes that "Remembrance" book as well. It’s also funny that the female lead in my book has the exact same last name as Jude Deveraux.        I think Patrick was communicating to me through her again. He does this when I'm not listening to him, I think. I analyze everything to their eventual deaths and don't believe in signs as readily as most people, so I think he understands that the only thing I really DO take notice of are coincidences and synchronicities. That "Remembrance" book coupled with my own "Remember Me" coincidences lately (dreams, etc) are just one example of that. And I often run into signs through the books I read. It's happened with at least 3 or 4 books so far.    By the way... the book I'm currently reading is "A Garden in the Rain" by Lynn Kurland. Turns out the hero's name is Patrick. Also, this book is the sequel to one about his older brother, Jamie, which I've already read. That book was one of the stories that had a few signs/coincidences for me. And in the one I'm reading now, Jamie is obsessed with self-help psychology books. And well... in the book I'm writing right now the heroine's best friend DOES THE SAME THING! Her husband is a psychiatrist, so she's always nosing through his psychology textbooks trying to digest everything she can. She thinks she's an expert because of  it.     ~*~*~*~*~*~*~    Heard his voice for the 2nd time:    While reading "Remembrance" in my room, I heard a man's voice. It said "Becky... Becky." (Guess my name really was Becky, like my sister and aunt said). It sounded almost electronic. I don't know how to describe it.    The timing was really strange, I thought. I thought it strange because I'd just read a small mention about rabbits... which Patrick has brought up a couple times...and being rescued from dragons... just like a little 'fairytale' snippet I put in the book I'm writing now.    Here's that paragraph:   In the beginning, Iain was her childhood hero. Her knight-errant to any nightmares that might creep up on her during the night. On one memorable occasion he single-handedly slain a thirteen-foot griffin for her. Before he had time to even catch his breath, he was accelerating through the dense fog and across the rain-slicked, craggy ridge; his destination that murky cave just ahead where she was being held captive by a throng of fire-breathing dragons with insatiable appetites for little freckle-faced girls in braids.   I especially thought it weird that the book I happened to be reading when I hear Patrick's voice was that "Remembrance" book. Then I remembered how I'd recently told Patrick that I would like it if he'd start talking to me. Lol! I guess he was listening after all.      Patricia?     Last week another friend of mine mentioned in an email that she had her first dream about a ghost. She said in this dream she was talking to a ghost named “Patricia” at her friend’s old house. Then, when driving, the ghost was in the backseat of her car talking to her. They were just chatting back and forth as she drove.    Well I thought that really weird because just the day before, when Mom and I were driving home, I asked her if she ever thinks spirits ever hang out with us when we go driving someplace. Like if they’re in the backseat listening to us while we’re chatting back and forth.    So I think her dream matching my question to Mom was my answer. I also find it a little odd that the ghost in her dream was PATRICia, which is awfully close to PATRICk.     ~*~*~*~*~*~   And here's a snippet from another email of mine:   And Mom said that when we were in the car the other day, and I was telling her about that poem, that she heard Patrick comment.    He wasn’t sending a message to Mom or anything. She said she was just hearing him comment on what I was saying. She heard him say in agreement, “That’s right.” Lol!    So I guess he was in the backseat that day, listening to us talk.       I’ve been perusing a Writer’s Board lately and have stumbled upon a couple coincidences that are interesting:      - There’s a character in my new story whom I was having a lot of trouble getting to “know,” but what I did know was that he had a classic, Jimmy Stewart-like quality about him. Well, on this writers board there’s a thread where they’re talking about Jimmy Stewart and his movies.    - There’s a scene in my book where “All out of Love” by Air Supply is mentioned. But I’ve been a little upset lately because I discovered that I can’t use lyrics from any songs in my novel. Well, on this writers board there was a thread about what your favorite song lyrics are. The person that posted directly after me only typed “I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you.” Lol!     I’m also ALWAYS hearing that commercial on tv where they’re playing that song. The first time I heard that commercial was the day I put that song in my book. Right after I mentioned that song to my mother that evening, that “All out of Love” commercial came on the television.        France:  (This happened the same week as the coincidences mentioned above)        A friend emailed me, and she kept bringing up French dialogue. Just a line here and there. She said she didn’t know WHY she was doing that either, as her French was rusty because she hadn’t spoken it since High School.    But her speaking French and “not knowing why” made sense to me. Lol! (This is the same person I mentioned before who had that dream about speaking with a ghost in the car. Her dream answered a question that I had been wondering about just the day before, regarding Patrick. She’s also the one I mentioned in the “Remembrance” post).     Part of my email reply to her is below:    Email:    - Last night I discovered that my main character's last name is not English as I thought, but French. So last night I was looking up English surnames, then changed those passages in my story.    But THEN I stumbled on another site which said "Deveraux" IS English, so I changed everything back. But today it bugged me that most of the sites (which were few) say Devereaux is French, so I decided to B.S. my way out of it by making up some silly reason why Iain calls his wife a Sassenach.    Also, earlier today I decided to take a thirty-minute break from writing and editing. I hadn't eaten all day, so I made a little snack and watched an episode of “Reba.” Well, one of the characters kept talking fru-fru FRENCH in this episode.     And then I read your email today where you're speaking French, and don't know why. Lol! Too, too funny and just plain weird.        What’s in a Name?      What I find really odd is that one of my evp's sounds like my mother, who is saying-- “Who’s Patrick?“ This evp was recorded in the year 2000 and it wasn't until 2004 that I discovered the evp.    Furthermore, it wasn't until 2003 (and confirmed a year later), that I even found out Patrick's name.    Another strange thing is that I had an evp that said – “I miss you, my lady. My Becky.” I kept this to myself for days b/c I wanted to be certain that’s what it was saying. Then one day I stumbled into an old journal entry where my sister said she thought my name in that life was some Gaelic or Celtic form of “Becky.” (Something I had completely forgotten about).     Now, this was BEFORE I even captured the evp. I had originally brushed her thought aside at the time b/c I found “Becky” to be Hebrew, but then someone directed me to a Names website which said Becky was on the top 100 Celtic names list of the Renaissance.    Also strange is that one of the characters in my first books is named Rebecca/Becky. Maybe the truth IS in the details.         Corny Poetry   I found 3 or 4 stupid poems that I wrote in High School recently. (I don’t even read poetry, so it’s strange that I wrote a few back then). No one even knows I did that – thank goodness. Anyway, one of them was corny as Hell, but the theme was awfully strange. It definitely echoed Patrick, even though I know I wasn’t picturing him at all at the time. Patrick was pretty much just “the ghost” to me back then.    We were on a beach when I asked the man in this poem to promise me that he’d never be out of my reach, even for one second. He always answered with “I’ll never be far.” Then we looked up at the sky, and a dark cloud obscured the moon. I looked back at him and a shadow was cast across his face, and he was gone. Disappeared. I reached for his hand but all I felt was empty air and how lonely I was. Then the stars were staring all glassy-eyed at me and I said I was going to search for him even if it took forever, and that we were destined to be together… blah blah blah. You know, just corny stuff. Then I felt a hand on my hair, but I guessed it was only the wind since there was no one there. But then I heard his voice and he said, again, “I’ll never be far,” and I felt him kiss my cheek. Next thing I know I look up and realize I’m back in my bedroom, staring up at the ceiling.    It was such a corny poem, but I’m amazed at how it could easily echo Patrick watching over me – Patrick, who is “not very far away.” I was so shocked when I came across that.    There was another one I wrote which echoed what my friend told me, too. (Him watching me when I wasn’t aware that he was. Us desperately wanting to be together, but circumstances not allowing it).        Castle Music Box      - For MONTHS I (ever the skeptic) kept asking Patrick to play my Camelot music box for me. Months breezed by and nothing happened. But then one day I was cleaning my bedroom when the very last thing I dusted was my music box. DIRECTLY after I did that I decided to check my email, and what did I see but a message from my friend. She said that Patrick was around her again, and that the very first thing he showed her was a music box with a horse that was like a carousel. The music box was playing music, she said, and the horses on it moved in a circle. That completely blew me away b/c...    1). I had JUST finished dusting that darn music box.    2). I NEVER breathed a word to her that every night – for months – I had been asking Patrick to play my music box.     3). When my music box plays, the couple on the horse moves around the castle just like a carousel.         Come Back To Me      That phrase has followed me all my life via Patrick dreams, movies, etc. I even titled my book "Come Back To Me." Well now there's a new song by David Cook with that title, and those lyrics could be the theme song for my book easily. It's kind of strange.         But these specific lyrics are interesting:    "Take your time I won't go anywhere  Picture you with the wind in your hair  I'll keep your things right where you left them  I'll be here for you"     It was odd b/c in a fun quiz a long time ago I was asked "What would you want God to say to you when you enter the Pearly Gates?" My answer was this exactly:    "Welcome Home, Kristin. Your charming little cottage and treasured belongings are just as you left them. Patrick took good care of them while you were away. Now go on and have some fun."    So I guess that's another coincidence somewhat.      Not sure this is anything:      - I just watched Rachel McAdams in The Time Traveler's Wife Wife, only to see Mom watching another movie of hers downstairs.     - She was playing a character named BECKY.    - PAST LIVES are mentioned in passing. (This was the first line I heard from the movie when I entered the room; the name "Becky" and past lives).    - The leading male in this movie that Mom is watching is PATRICK Wilson, who played Raoul in my favorite movie of all time..... Phantom of the Opera. (And Patrick has sent me POTO signs/a gift before).       A Cozy Vision     No blips on the radar. Just dead air for the most part, although I still hear random voices in my room at night. A woman saying – once again – “trying to sleep” (which I was trying to do at the time). Also, Patrick possibly saying “Becky.”    Every single time I think I hear his voice, it’s pretty faint. He really needs to just scream or something. Lol!  I also think - definitely not sure by any means - that I heard him say a few times, "Becky, can you hear me?"     Oh! I just remembered one thing. A few nights ago I was trying to rest my mind and actually fall asleep when I pictured some little cabin with a walkway inside my head.    Right then I heard – inside my head this time. Like hearing a voice from inside a tunnel – a man whisper “Remember.”    It caught me completely off guard and was said really fast. (Which is normal for Spirit Communication. The info does travel FAST since they’re on a much higher vibration than us).     A  Lookie-Loo? (May 16, 2008)        Last night I was customizing the colors on my profile page on a forum that I frequent. I just couldn't decide between the blue or green for the longest time.    I guess Patrick was watching me obsess over that b/c after I clicked on green on the color palette (for like the millionth time) I heard a male voice to my side say - "Leave that." Lol!    Or "Keep that." It slips my mind just now.    Of course, a few minutes later I didn't listen to him. I changed it to brown.        My Name (9-12-08)     I think I heard Patrick's voice a moment ago.     I was getting last-minute things ready for Hurricane Ike when I heard a man's voice say my name. It was very clear. I guess it's his way of saying he's looking out for us.    Of course, I can't prove that it was him but I have no idea who else it could be. I DEFINITELY heard a man saying my name though. No question about that.        Rabbits, a Candle & Crown (12-14-08)         Something happened last night, which completely took me by surprise.     Late last night I decided to make Christmas siggys with paintings from Beatrix Potter’s “The Rabbit Christmas Party.” I went into my room to get something, and while there noticed a candle flickering on my bookshelf. It’s one of those miniature tea light candles that’s battery operated.    It’s set inside a little candle holder of a rabbit.        Last night I kept trying to find logical explanations for this, but I’ll not babble about all that. Let’s just say I’ve thought of everything.    Nevertheless, in the end what we have here is a candle turning on by itself; a candle where you have to pick up the darn thing just to turn it on and off from underneath…. and then there are the rabbit coincidences. I was making Beatrix Potter bunny siggies at the time, and the candle I found lit up was on a bunny candle holder. Also, this candle holder sits in front of a crown. (There was another bunny coincidence, but I don't think it was anything).    So that’s bunnies and a crown.   I’m still flabbergasted and confused. Patrick never does stuff like this. You know, “ghostly” things like moving objects, etc. And if it was anyone, it has to be him. All that rabbit stuff and crown stuff can’t be coincidence, can it? Also, candles don’t turn on by themselves.    Just thought of something else. Now, this might be grasping at straws but at Hobby Lobby the other day I bought something for my room. It’s a picture with a religious quote.        I’m much more spiritual than religious, but I fell in love with this thing at first sight and it was majorly on sale. And well, this picture has a CROWN on it and it looks an awful lot like the crown box that I have in my bedroom.